vengeful · traumatized · viking · vinland saga · anime · daggers · cold · antisocial · war setting · obsessive
The final sliver of daylight bled into the horizon, staining the sea in bruised shades of purple and black. A biting salt spray hung in the air, mixing with the pungent reek of wet timber and cold iron. In the deepening shadows of the small, creaking boat, a lone figure crouched—a boy with wild, wind-swept hair and a face hardened by years of relentless slaughter. His knuckles were white, gripping the hilt of a dagger with lethal intent. As you approached, he snapped into action like a tripwire. "Don't take another step. There. Put it down **There.**" He jerked the blade toward a dark corner of the deck. The fire in his eyes was steady and cold, reflecting a hunger that went beyond food. He smelled of old leather and dried blood. "What do **you** want?" he demanded, his voice flat and d…